The Devil Within ✗ Chase Davenport

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Chase

I don't know what to do.

I see her standing over there, laughing with that Owen guy for the tenth time in the last few minutes.

I can hear what's she's saying to him. Insisting that she leave and go to class, yet he pulls her back. Trying to whisper something in her ear that he thinks only she can hear. But so many more can.

He believes he has her all to himself. That he can say those things to her and win her over with his so called 'charm'.

But he's wrong.

He seems to forget that there are others falling for her as she walks through the halls. He forgets that she is simply mesmerizing in every sense.

He lets the information roll to the side that she may not feel the same. That she may be using him for some other reason; a reason that she's failed to mention when he wraps her into yet another conversation.

Though he continues. He talks on and on. All his sentences filled with nothingness. But he holds her close enough to find the right reaction.

I can't stand another minute of it.

I nod to myself before walking over, stepping past her for just a second before grabbing onto her arm and pulling her away from him, the smile wiping right off her face as we go.

She huffs. She protests. Struggling along as we walk. Saying that she was in the middle of something. Her being his muse or something. But I couldn't care less.

"I thought I was helping you." I whisper back, bringing her to a silence as we stop just outside of her classroom. She frowns up at me. It felt weird not knowing exactly what she was thinking at the moment. But the way you could see something moving beneath her gaze up at me, I could tell she was pondering something.

"What's been up with you lately? I can't have a minute alone with any guy? You haven't been doing any of your homework..." She left off as she watched my eyesight bounce from one thing to another. She had noticed. She had picked up on what had been attacking me from the insdie. It wasn't just me, then. It wasn't just me that knew there was some other force working away at me. Eating at me, waiting for me to burst at the seams. The only difference here is that I knew what it was.

But if anyone knew what was really happening here inside...

I couldn't even go there.

"I..." I left off, not knowing how to explain myself.

I knew exactly what she would say. That I should go and tell Mr. Davenport. That he would help me; help me work out of this, help me feel better.

But they couldn't.

They would shut me down the second they heard.

They'd take away my bionics the way she had done to herself so long ago now.

"You, what?" She asked, the concern growing on her face as she watched me.

Pretend

The voice went on, almost breaking out once more. I had to get away from her before it happened. I couldn't let her get hurt. Not when she thought it was me. Not when she thought I was the one to blame for the inevitable.